I fell in love again today,
Or could it be I remembered?

I don't mind where we are,
I don't mind where we are.

Indestructable?
But, no.
I'm broken shards of glass.
Pick me up and put me on a shelf to be admired by your friends.

Soon, I'll walk backwards.
Find my younger self,
Side pony-tail, jet-black nails, too much mascara,
I'll tell her, "Hey girl, he's here to stay."

Just let me find myself first,
Let me find myself.

Mae.B